One Million Gold Soul Coins? Zhou Yi's Gone Mad Again!

"Dean Qian, is this really worth it?"

As Jiang Yang left the Soul Tool Academy with a smile, Fan Yu asked with a helpless expression.

"It is worth it!"

"Why wouldn't it be?!"

As he spoke, a look of heartache appeared on Dean Qian Duoduo's face.

"That was one million Gold Soul Coins..."

When Fan Yu uttered that number, the corners of his own mouth twitched.

"Hiss—"

"My money!!"

Time flew by.

Soon, the day of the first class arrived.

There were about a hundred students in each class.

There were about a thousand new students in total.

After Jiang Yang and Wang Dong sat down, it wasn't long before an older woman walked through the door.

If there were no surprises, this should be the notorious Zhou Yi.

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Zhou Yi, and I will be the homeroom teacher for some of you for the next year."

"As for why I say 'some of you,' it is because trash is not worth my time to cultivate."

"As long as I discover that you are a complete piece of trash, you will be expelled by me immediately!"

The moment Zhou Yi finished speaking, she instantly provoked public outrage. After all, everyone who could make it here was an elite.

At the very least, none of them were trash.

Jiang Yang didn't quite understand what qualifications a Soul Emperor nearing thirty like Zhou Yi had to launch such a broad attack.

"I ask you all, during this period since the new students enrolled, who has gotten into a fight?"

"Those who have fought, stand up!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd began whispering to one another again.

Who gets into fights for no reason?

Furthermore, who would be bored enough to tell her they had fought?

Besides, what the hell does fighting have to do with attending class?

Just as everyone was whispering, Wang Dong frowned and looked at Jiang Yang, who was sitting next to her.

Seeing Jiang Yang sitting there in a daze as if nothing had happened, she immediately smiled, and her brow relaxed significantly.

She already disliked this homeroom teacher, and she had no intention of standing out like that.

She had only been worried that Jiang Yang might be a bit of a hothead, but seeing that he didn't take the teacher seriously at all, she instantly felt as though she had found her backbone.

She couldn't help but laugh inwardly.

"Not a single person?"

"Are you sure no one has fought?"

Zhou Yi asked twice in a row.

Her unreasonable gaze swept over the crowd, filled with immense pressure.

"Good! Very good!!"

"Jiang Yang! Stand up!"

"You have been expelled!!"

Zhou Yi's angry shout pulled everyone's attention away from their discussions.

After so many days of rumors, even those who hadn't seen Jiang Yang in person knew about the incident between him and the sixth-year senior, Xu Sanshi.

Not to mention that among those present, there were some who lived in the dorms adjacent to Jiang Yang.

There were even quite a few who had been eyewitnesses that day.

"Oh?"

"On what grounds are you expelling me?"

Jiang Yang didn't stand up; he simply snapped out of his daze and looked at her indifferently.

He had no fondness for Zhou Yi to begin with, nor any interest in listening to her spout those dime-a-dozen theories.

He had been mentally deducing the matters regarding Soul Tools he had been studying recently.

Yet, he hadn't expected to be targeted by Zhou Yi regardless.

"Simply because I am your homeroom teacher."

Zhou Yi's voice rose another eight octaves, as if that were the only way to make herself appear more imposing.

She truly enjoyed this feeling of oppressing students and being looked at by them with hostile eyes.

Because she knew that no matter what background these students had, they could not shake her position in the academy.

In layman's terms, it was the feeling of: I love that you can't stand me, yet you can't do anything about it.

"Heh, you keep talking about expulsion; if I didn't know better, I'd think you were the Dean of Shrek Academy."

Jiang Yang merely offered a faint smile.

It was precisely this indifferent demeanor of his that sent Zhou Yi's fury burning.

Because she felt that Jiang Yang was already challenging her authority.

In other words, he was making her lose face.

"Expelling you doesn't require the Dean's consent! Who do you think you are?"

"I am asking you now: are you going to walk out yourself, or shall I throw you out!"

As soon as her voice fell.

Zhou Yi immediately activated her Martial Soul.

The massive phantom of a red dragon stood behind her, obscuring half of the blackboard.

And the six Soul Rings beneath her feet—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black—proclaimed her strength.

"What? A Soul Emperor!"

"Teacher Zhou is actually a powerful Soul Emperor?!"

"It's over now, Jiang Yang might really be in trouble."

"Isn't this Zhou Yi going too far? Our freshmen finally have someone who dares to challenge a sixth-year student, and she wants to suppress and expel him?"

"I bet this old woman is here specifically for that sixth-year student."

"Shh... keep your voices down..."

"Teacher Zhou, I don't think you can expel Jiang Yang!"

Just as the crowd was whispering among themselves.

Wang Dong, sitting next to Jiang Yang, suddenly stood up.

She said sternly: "How can you arbitrarily expel a student with such immense talent?"

"Even if Jiang Yang got into a fight, he didn't say a word, and you want to expel him for that?"

"I don't think that reason holds any water!"

Wang Dong's voice resonated with the others.

"I have no need to explain myself to you; Shrek does not need students who lie!"

"Since when did strength become the only standard for enrollment at Shrek?!"

"Furthermore, as your homeroom teacher, I have the right to expel students. If you can beat me, then we'll do as you say!"

Zhou Yi did not take Wang Dong seriously at all.

At this moment, even if the King of Heaven himself came, she would still insist on saving face.

Over the years, she had lost count of how many students had been expelled by her hand.

None of them had been as thorny as Jiang Yang.

"You—"

"You say I lied?"

"Does that mean you believe I was fighting?"

Jiang Yang had never been the type to play the coward when someone else stood up for him.

He hadn't wanted to bother with Zhou Yi earlier because he knew that no matter how loudly she barked, she couldn't possibly expel him from Shrek.

Therefore, he couldn't be bothered to bicker with such a wretched person.

But since Wang Dong had stepped up to defend him, it wouldn't fit his character to do nothing.

So, he immediately stood up and placed a hand gently on Wang Dong's shoulder, signaling her to calm down.

"Isn't that the case? You and Xu Sanshi brawled in front of the freshman dormitory; so many people saw it, do you think I'm framing you?"

Zhou Yi retorted.

"What do you mean by 'brawled'?"

"When two people strike at each other, that is called a brawl. I ask you, did Xu Sanshi fight back?"

Jiang Yang remained expressionless.

It was as if these words were merely a casual conversation.

But to Zhou Yi, they sounded particularly grating.

Because Xu Sanshi indeed had not fought back.

"Good!"

"A fine piece of sophistry!!"

"However, sophistry is of no use to me! Or rather, because of your sophistry, Wang Dong is also expelled!"

As these words fell.

Shock appeared on everyone's faces once again.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Yi felt a great sense of satisfaction within.

She deliberately nudged her glasses and shouted sternly:

"I will say it again: either defeat me, or be thrown out of Shrek right now!"

"Jiang Yang, Wang Dong, you two dare to provoke a teacher. It seems that if I don't give you a taste of discipline, you'll think all teachers at Shrek are easy to push around!"